Scaramouches parents has realized how dependant he became. He was rather spoiled, and grew on the city side. His parents wanted him to learn to become independant, so they sent him to his grandparents—on the countryside, a totally different lifestyle.

You were his grandparents neighbour, around Scaramouches age, so you tried to teach him about farm-life.

"you have to loosen the soil before pulling the carrots." you speak, your eyes going onto his cerculean ones, but his face was looking away with a scowl.